The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

In the dim light, Lin Shengyang's voice sounded particularly low: "Your Highness, do you still remember that Feng Yanan wanted to become your Crown Princess? At that time, she only had eyes for you and kept expressing her love, but you only gave her a little hope and never responded to her feelings directly."

Yan Wuji gently turned the jade cup in his hand, with a complex expression on his face. Of course, he remembered Feng Yanan's persistence and enthusiasm, but at that time, he only had the country and power in his eyes. He only catered to Feng Yanan for the military power in his father's hands. How could he marry a fool as his crown princess?

Lin Shengyang continued, "Now, Feng Yanan is about to become Yan Lingxiao's wife, but the Queen Mother passed away at this time, so their marriage cannot continue. Isn't it that even God is helping you! If Your Highness pursues her at this time and shows your sincerity and sincerity, then who can say that Feng Yanan will not change her mind? After all, she once loved you so deeply."

Yan Wuji put down the jade cup in his hand, his eyes became deep. He was indeed moved by Lin Shengyang's words. Feng Yanan's transformation, her beauty and intelligence were something he could never have predicted. If she could be his helper now, then what was a mere Crown Princess!

However, Yan Wuji also knew that this would not be easy. Feng Yanan's heart had been hurt, and he had to be careful not to disappoint her again. Moreover, he had to make sure that all this would not expose his true purpose, otherwise, he might lose more.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Master Lin, I will seriously consider your suggestion. But we must act cautiously to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Lin Shengyang nodded in agreement, but a sneer appeared in his heart.

Yan Wuji's face was tense before, like a sky covered with dark clouds, which could burst into rage at any time. However, as the topic changed, his expression gradually relaxed, as if a spring breeze blew across the frozen lake, bringing a hint of warmth.

He took a deep breath, his brows relaxed slightly, and the anger in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a faint smile. He spoke, his voice was still low, but it was less cold and angry than before: "It seems that this prince was too nervous before."

The two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed. Yan Wuji's tone gradually returned to his usual gentle and easygoing tone, as if the anger just now was just a short storm that came and went quickly.

Then, he stood up and prepared to leave. "I still have some things to deal with, so I'll leave first." Yan Wuji said.

With Yan Wuji's departure, Feng Yanan didn't need to waste time. She still wanted to take Jin Tong to "play"! So with a thought, a man and a fox appeared on the roof. They gently crossed the direction of the warehouse of the Taishuai Mansion.

After Feng Yanan left, Lin Shengyang's study fell into silence. Only the moonlight outside the window, shining through the thin curtains, sprinkled in every corner of the room, adding a bit of mystery and desolation to the empty room.

Suddenly, a wall in the study made a slight sound, as if something heavy was slowly moving. Then, part of the wall slowly dented inward, revealing a hidden secret room door. The material of this door looked no different from that of an ordinary wall, but at this moment it quietly opened, revealing the deep darkness inside.

A man in black slowly walked out of the secret room. His figure was looming in the moonlight, giving people an unfathomable feeling. His face was covered with a layer of black veil, revealing only a pair of deep eyes, as if he could see through everything.

Seeing this, Lin Shengyang immediately stood up from behind the desk, walked to the man in black, and saluted respectfully. His voice was low and respectful: "My Lord, you are here."

The man in black did not respond, but nodded slightly, as if he was used to Lin Shengyang's respect. He slowly turned around, looking through the window at the night sky in the distance, as if he was thinking about some profound question.

The atmosphere in the study room suddenly became oppressive and mysterious, as if something important was about to happen. Lin Shengyang stood aside, not daring to be negligent, waiting for the next instruction from the man in black.

The man in black slowly turned around, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, staring straight at Lin Shengyang. Although his voice was disguised, the majesty and depth in it could not be ignored.

"Master Lin, I heard everything you said with the Crown Prince just now." The man in black spoke, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, causing Lin Shengyang to feel a palpitation in his heart.

Lin Shengyang lowered his head, not daring to look the man in black in the face, but his heart was in turmoil.

"You did a good job." The man in black continued, and this time there was a hint of approval in his voice.

Lin Shengyang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both relieved and anxious. He knew this was just the mysterious man's initial affirmation. He still had to do better.

"Thank you for the compliment, my lord." Lin Shengyang said respectfully, and at the same time secretly vowed in his heart that he must work harder and live up to the mysterious man's expectations.

The mysterious man did not speak again, but just looked at Lin Shengyang with his deep eyes, as if evaluating his value and potential.